In the sky, the thunder continued to rumble, and lightning intertwined in the sky. However, this kind of thunderbolt scene on a sunny day did not attract everyone's attention, and after many cultivators glanced at the sky vision, they set their eyes on the ancient battle platform.

There's something that catches their eye.

Buzz!

A loud bang came from the seal. The multicolored light on Jiang Zhen's body shone, exuding the aura of looking at the world and being arrogant for eternity, and the multicolored light rubbed against the angry wind qi emitted from Feng Suixin's body, shaking the surrounding seals to manifest and constantly begin to tremble.

At this time, Jiang Zhen's heart was extraordinarily calm, and for the first time, he was not as excited as he imagined, but at that moment he seemed to have become a cold-eyed god emperor, and the only thing left was calm.

In fact, what Jiang Zhen exerts is not the power of heavenly jealousy, but can only be said to be the power of quasi-heavenly jealousy. Because before the blood of Heavenly Envy is condensed, the power of Heavenly Envy cannot be perfected, and it cannot wield its powerful power.

But even this incomplete power of heavenly jealousy is also powerful and abnormal, and the colorful glow envelops his whole body, making him feel a terrifying aura, the feeling of being like the palm of heaven and earth, which makes people fascinated.

Jiang Zhen's momentum was monstrous, as if he had become the Tao of this piece of heaven and earth, suppressing everything. Feng Suixin was also shocked by this momentum, however, Jiang Zhen's momentum also aroused his strong fighting intent, unintentionally, Zhenyuan was promoted to the extreme, and the power of the Heavenly Wind Divine Fury increased to Peiran, and the power of the wind that swirled out one after another, like a sharp blade, made the space vibrate.

Roar!

The wind turned into a cyan giant and flew out of the sky, condensing a huge wind gun between the palms, and the cyan light swirled, making the space tremble, as if it could pierce the void with a slight stab.

The air gun is huge, and the head of a gun is the size of a whole person. The ginger marks under the spear were like tiny ants, as if the weight of the spear alone could crush him.

At this time, Jiang Scar was in a calm state, and after the colorful light on his body first appeared, it was hidden again, and he could only see a very thin layer of colorful mist attached to the surface of Jiang Scar's body.

Looking at the strong stabbing air gun, Jiang Zhen's expression remained unchanged, his eyes flashed, he clenched his fists, bent his elbows, and blasted out, the basic movements used by the three ordinary people to fight, without the slightest fancy, for the direct blasting.

However, the seemingly insipid attack had a terrifying effect, and where Jiang Zhen's fist passed, a series of wrist-thick spatial cracks appeared all around, and the space above the entire ancient battle platform seemed to be shattered, and the desolate aura that came out of the black crack that devoured all vitality made people shudder.

"Pure power, to reach such a level. ”

On the floating seat, Chunqiu's eyes showed a look of horror, he had also cultivated to the half-step innate realm, and had mastered some spatial power, so he could naturally see that the power of Jiang Zhen to break through the space was not the power of space, but the pure power, and the tearing effect produced after surpassing the limit of space.

Click!

The two collided in the air, and a crisp sound came out, and then everyone saw cracks appear on the cyan air gun, and the cracks spread from the tip of the gun to the body of the gun.

However, Feng Suixin did not show any unusual expression for the wind gun to break, after the wind gun was broken, his left hand raised his palm again, turning into a huge palm, and went towards Jiang Zhen to suppress it, and he used the power of a palm to jump higher and higher into the air.

Rumble!

Jiang Zhen punched and broke through the giant palm like a mountain in Feng Suixin. However, just as the giant palm was broken, he felt an ancient and fierce aura attacking him.

Jiang Zhen looked up, only to see the wind in the sky, his hands condensed to shake the world, and an unusually fierce beast condensed in front of him, with a leopard deer body, a finch head and antlers, and a snake tail dragging a lot.

"This is the legendary mythical beast Fei Lian. ”

Fei Lian, which can be said to be the divine beast of the wind, has a speed that surpasses the limits of humans. Legend has it that as long as you look up to the sky, you can spit out a hurricane that is enough to pull up the mountain, and it is an unpredictable and terrifying beast.

Jiang Zhen was on guard, although the divine beast in front of him was only made by the wind and the magic of the exercises, but the martial arts that could manifest the form of the divine beast would not be easy to deal with.

Roar!

This is the roar of the divine beast, Kong Feilian shook the tail behind his back, roared at Jiang Zhen, and then looked up to the sky and took a big breath, and after the accumulation, there was a whirlwind of wind that burst out of his mouth. And Fei Lian also rushed towards Jiang Zhen with the wind whirlwind, so fast that even Jiang Zhen could not see his movements clearly for a while.

Jiang Zhen's palm swung out strongly, breaking the attack of the first strand. Then use static braking to stick to the place around you. Although Fei Lian's attack was unpredictable, it was still guarded by Jiang Zhen.

At this moment, the wind of the void also moved, stretched out his hand to grasp the void, condensed a long knife hand, and slashed towards the ginger mark. Every time you attack, there will be several wind blades mixed with it, and it is impossible to prevent it.

And that Fei Lian seemed to have a spiritual intelligence, cooperating with the wind to attack the flaws exposed by Jiang Zhen by taking advantage of the gap, which made Jiang Zhen be suppressed for a while.

"Huh? Sure enough, he is the first. ”

Although Jiang Zhen seemed to be a little caught off guard, his heart was extremely calm, and he couldn't help but admire Feng Suixin's cultivation.

Every blow of Feng Suixin's heart can almost leave a crack in the air, this kind of attack has completely exceeded the scope of the Dao Realm, and it is even a little stronger than the masters in the early stage of the Merge Dao Realm.

Drink!

With a long shout, a multicolored light bloomed on Jiang Zhen's body, and the palm of his hand split, and a colorful palm knife phantom appeared, breaking the space into a thigh-thick crack, and its devouring power instantly restrained Fei Lian's movements, and the energy on Fei Lian's body was swallowed into the boundless dark and cold space, and quickly disappeared.

Without Fei Lian's interference, Jiang Zhen jumped up, tore the cyan true yuan several meters thick on Fufeng Suixin's body with one palm, and directly slammed it into Feng Suixin's body, and after pushing the power of heavenly jealousy to the extreme, he used the primitive method to break the wrath of the Heavenly Wind God.

Rumble!

The wind pushed out with both palms, and the two struck each other again, both of them bouncing off like cannonballs.